t. chalamet imagines

twenty three: facetime

this is based off the fact that i finally facetimed my internet best friends for the first time!
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"timothée," you muttered to yourself as you sat on facetime with him. he was in paris shooting a new movie while you were at home in new york.

"yeah?" he asked as you looked up from writing in your journal as you stared out the window of your high rise apartment and into the city.

"hm?" you asked.

he chuckled, running a hand through his messy curls. "you said my name," he replied causing you to blush.

"oh," you muttered. "i've just grown into the habit of calling you by your name out loud in our apartment."

he chuckled, leaning forward and resting his chin in the palm of his hand. "i know you miss me," he said softly. you nodded, aggressively showing him how much you missed him. "but i'm not done with the film yet so that's why i haven't been able to come home. we're planning on only needing about one more week of filming and then i can come home to you."

you smiled at him, seeing his eyes light up.

"i love you," you said. "speak something sweet to me, please." you blushed vibrantly.

je t'aime," he replied back causing you to get jitters in your body. "i'll see you soon."